Fribby and Matt drove around LA aimlessly. They had no idea where Sara was. After passing by the same street for the tenth time, fribby's phone went off.
"Hello?"
"Fribby its Rob. Have you found sara yet?"
"nothing yet dad. Have the other guys found her?"
"Nope we just keep hitting dead ends. Fribby, just keep looking."
"Dad we should call the police they have better man power then six rockstars and two teenage boys. "
"If we cant find her by night fall then we will ok? untill then just keep looking. I'm going to head over to Jimmys to see if he knows anything."
"Alright dad."
"Bye fribby."
Fribby sighed. He was worried sick about Sara. **** he was worried about Fox and Mel. Not that he was worried that something might have happened to them but more like a sense of the pair of them together, possiably getting drunk, arrested and having blown something up. He could only imagine how Chester was corrupting his little sister.
Rob went up the steps to Jimmy's dilapidated house. The door looked like it would break in if he knocked on it. So, he rung the doorbell. A hasseled looking Jimmy answered it with one of his little brothers hanging off his arm.
"Hello Jimmy, I'm looking for Sara. You havent seen her have you?"
"Not since school last friday."
Jimmy said before pulling his little brother up into his arms.
"If you see her, could you please call me?"
"Yes sir."
Jimmy said as Rob turned away and he closed the door.
Night had fallen and their attempts to find Sara were fruitless. The group had gathered down at the Police station. Rob pulled out a picture of Sara, Fribby, Mel, and Fox.
"This is her, she's about this tall, looks just like in the picture."
"Mr bourdon, when was the last time you saw her?"
"Friday I think it was."
"Dont worry Mr Bourdon, she's probably around the city some where, its highly unlikely she'd be any where else."
Fribby tugged at his dad's arms trying to get his dad's attention.
"What Fribby?"
"Grandma and Grandpa Bourdons, have you checked there yet?"
Rob shook his head. He paled the idea about facing his mom and dad to ask about his missing child. It'd be like surfing with the sharks with an open wound.